Books, food, friends, and Virginia Woolf.
"I spare you the twists and turns of my cogitations, for no conclusion was found on the road to Headingly, and I ask you to suppose that I soon found out my mistake about the turning and retraced my steps to Fernham."--Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Good-bye Lord Harcourt, Good-bye 2011

2011, I leave you with this bit of black humor from Woolf's 1919 review of Edward Jerningham and his Friends:

‘Lord Harcourt, indeed, vanished in an extremely abrupt and,
to him, unpleasant manner, beingfound
“in a narrow well, nothing appearing above water but the feet and legs,
occasioned, as it is imagined, by his over-reaching himself to save the life of
a favourite dog, who was found in the well with him, standing on his lordship’s
feet"’ (E 3:60-61)